Posts Tagged ‘Pluto’

Steven Forrest

Steven Forrest

I remember something my teacher said on a Facebook thread about the internet and astrology. It was about the current generation learning astrology via the net. The downside being that when they look at a chart, they do not always get that some points in the chart carry more weight. In tropical astrology, the Sun, Moon, the ascendant plus its ruler are the four most important things to look at.  You look at them first, understand them really well and then move on to the other points. Just looking at those features will give you a good picture of your client, a picture they can relate to.

In the past few months, I have been reading the works of Evolutionary astrologers. A special area of focus in this branch of astrology is Pluto and the nodal axis. A young Evolutionary astrologer I spoke to told me, only half joking, that he remembers his clients not by their sun signs, but by their nodes and their Pluto. So I thought of my chart and charts of people I know really well keeping these points in mind and that proved to be a very revealing exercise. (more…)

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Astrologers are an odd bunch. They speak a language that most don’t understand. They see patterns in the sky: it talks to them. And they are driven to bring this message to others. This is what Michael Lutin says about astrologers, “We’re a community of people and we don’t belong to the rest of the world, because once you step into metaphysics in any profound or deep way, and once you commit yourself to this life, you’re never going to completely be in their world again.”

It can get lonely and you can feel very isolated if you’re pursuing a passion that’s not mainstream. That didn’t happen to me. When I got into astrology big time last year, I already had a bunch of astrologers as my Facebook friends. Fine writers, great astrologers, and kindred spirits. Maybe it was my progressed Moon in Aquarius and in my natal Eleventh House that made me reach out to total strangers on Facebook and request them to add me as their “friend.” Not random strangers, but people with whom I share a deep passion for astrology. Once I entered the astrology “loop” on Facebook, others start adding me: friends of friends, both astrologers and astrology enthusiasts. I now have more than a hundred such people from all over the world as “friends.” (more…)

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An evening with Pluto

Saturn is slowly retrograding and its square to Pluto will be exact in some time. Jupiter is breezing through Pisces and applying a sextile to Pluto. And the fickle Moon will soon quincunx the Dark Lord.

My evening has been rife with Pluto peeking at me: a non-astrological reference in a conversation, a poem that kept whispering in my ear and then a chance click on a link that led me to another very Plutonian poem.

Oh, and Salinger is dead. The full moon today opposes his natal Mars exactly. Franny, Zooey, Buddy, Boo Boo and her little boy, Seymour, and all the people in the other stories: we love you.

Death, darkness, desire. Yes, very Pluto. I believe he was the inspiration for these poems:

The Sick Rose

O Rose, thou art sick!
The Invisible worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of Crimson joy;
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

– William Blake


Death the Leveler

The glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armor against Fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings:
Scepter and Crown
Must tumble down,
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.

Some men with swords may reap the field,
And plant fresh laurels where they kill:
But their strong nerves at last must yield;
They tame but one another still:
Early or late
They stoop to fate,
And must give up their murmuring breath
When they, pale captives, creep to death.

The garlands wither on your brow,
Then boast no more your mighty deeds!
Upon Death’s purple altar now
See where the victor-victim bleeds.
Your heads must come
To the cold tomb:
Only the actions of the just
Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

– James Shirley

But running parallel with all of this is Paul McCartney’s very sweet Hope of Deliverance. And then, there is the Leo Full Moon…

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Sometimes Saturn casts
Its coming shadow on me
Prognosticating sorrows I know
Will eventually befall me.

And Uranus doesn’t let up
He rifts and rives my soul
Tears me away from the known
And plunks me on an alien shore
Where I find myself all alone.

Neptune also plays his invidious part
I can no longer tell who lies
Is it me or it is you?
And is there anything
Such as a universal truth?

I’m sitting here with a bowed head
And folded hands
Submitting to Pluto’s volcanic passions
As he rolls over me
Crushing me into the dirt
The rubble
The evil that is humanity

And I take it
Faith like a steady flame in my heart
My spirit buffeted but not broken
My heart bruised but still beating
Very much the child of Sun and Jupiter
Who trine
Because once, long ago,
When you loved me
You blessed my soul.

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I was charmed, my dark lord,
By your armor, by your sword.

Your need to always be armed 
Caught my fancy, had me disarmed.

I was much taken by your unsmiling face:
It had no expression that I could trace.

Swept away by your mystery
Long I wondered about your history.

And was rewarded by the few times you let me peek
Beneath the thick layers of reserve you keep.

But divining the beauty of your soul: so stark!
Has left forever on my heart your indelible mark.

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As a teenager, I was in love with Pluto. Dark, mysterious, moody: easy to fall in love with, easy to romanticize. I read and re-read Linda Goodman’s chapter on Scorpio and dreamed… Inevitably then, like an iron filing to a magnet, I fell in love with a strongly Plutonic type and had my heart broken. Eventually, I married a Scorpio sun with a stellium in the sign of the eagle. So, as you can see, I have nothing against Pluto; moreover, I can still see his appeal. But wait a minute! This post isn’t about Pluto!

Isn’t that just typical, though? Saturn got ignored again, and let’s face it, Pluto is hard to ignore. But that’s the thing with Saturn; you can’t ignore him for long. Because now, a decade and a half after being smitten by Pluto, if you asked me who the hottest guy in the solar system is, the goat would win hands down. I fell for Saturn gradually, slowly, over a period of time. But having fallen for him, I know this one’s a keeper.

When I look back over the past few years I note that I’m past my first Saturn return, that I survived his transit over my sun, Mercury and Venus; and I’m still staying put even though he’s been passing back and forth over my descendant this year. It must be this unwitting propinquity that made me see beyond the harshness attributed to the ringed-one and look for the good.


And there is a lot of good: you’ll go thorough boot-camp, no doubt; but, hey, who says you have to moan about it? Give in, surrender, obey. Because when you graduate, you will be an adult. And no matter what people say about childhood being the best time of our lives, I love being an adult: the responsibilities that you shoulder are the ones you chose, the limits that govern you are the ones you define and the liberation that your hard work wins for you is completely your own.

Don’t believe everything you read about goats as being stuffy: okay, so they might be when they are kids. But as they age, their dry wit can have you howling with laughter. My younger Cappy brother, who spent his childhood frowning at the antics of his fire sign siblings is now a successful (naturally) banker. This yesteryear wet-blanket is now a psychological rock for his more volatile sibs. He still frowns at our antics, but we forgive him that, because when we need advice we can trust and use, we turn to him. One of my most loyal friends is a girl goat who will always have a piece of my heart. And recently I met a dyed-in-wool Cappy man, who despite his lack of a social smile, proved to be one of the most fun people to hang out with.

So if you are single and looking for a star to hitch your wagon on, you can’t go wrong with Saturn. You may miss out on the outrageous antics of sun, Mars and Jupiter and you may have to forego Pluto’s mysteries, but if what you want is real and true and stable and lasting, you can’t go wrong if you fall for a goat.

 Sometimes we just need to be reminded that if we embrace Saturn and his lessons and limitations, we will, of a surety, reap the rewards of enduring success and the kind of freedom that only comes after we’ve paid our dues.

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